start from romance

Chapter 188 My "Rich Women" During Those Years
When the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded [-], Nai Hui finally noticed.

The barrage is already hard to see, unless it is the kind of barrage that refreshes the screen.

She has millions of fans, most of whom are video fans, and only a few hundred people actually watch the live broadcast. During peak periods, such as around nine o'clock in the evening, occasionally there are more than a thousand.

When no one orders a song, she will watch it in the barrage. Under normal circumstances, she will sing any song that everyone wants to hear, as long as she sees it on the barrage.

What is the difference between a field that controls hundreds of people and a field that controls tens of thousands of people?
Naihui didn't know either.

Naihui didn't think about it that much, she only knew that with the boss around, she had to avoid exposing her shortcomings at this time.

After a brief thought, Naihui made up a barrage.

"You guys are swiping too fast, I can't see it, thank you everyone for helping me welcome our boss, hehe, do you want to listen to Drunken Chibi? Alright, let's sing now."

If I don't control the field, you won't know if I can control the field. Singing, I have been singing for many years, and I can still handle it.

Moreover, doing familiar things, the clearer the thinking.

The boss made such a high-profile appearance, isn't this just giving him the heat?

Then pave the way for your next work?

The more I think about Naihui, the more I feel that this is really an opportunity.

Signing Refraction is indeed the most correct and important decision made in recent years.

Among the refraction Internet celebrities, there are three small circles, Wang Xiaoyan leads one, Gu Yisha leads one, and the other is also brought by herself.

The boss let himself eat meat?Can you forget about the sisters?
During the interlude, Naihui took a look at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room, and it immediately exceeded [-].

These people can't handle it on their own.

So, taking advantage of the interlude, Naihui took out her mobile phone outside the camera, and typed a word randomly in the small group.

"Come to my live broadcast room and give me some gifts"

In a hurry, I didn't even have time to add punctuation marks.

Lin Lanxin: "Sister Huihui is playing PK with others again?"

Lin Maomao: "Come on, come on, squeeze us every day! I must kill you tonight!"

However, when they entered Naihui's live broadcast room, they were dumbfounded. The number of viewers was [-] plus!

In the group, Lin Lanxin couldn't help putting a question mark: "What is this?"

Lin Maomao: "Don't worry about it, brush it for me! Our sister Hui has developed!"

Then, in the live broadcast room, a small banner floated over.

Lin Mao Mao Mao sent out a carnival*1!

Naihui immediately smiled and said, "Welcome to Maomao, welcome to my good sister. Maomao and I are also colleagues and the anchor of Tangshen. If you like it, you can pay attention to it! It's so beautiful!"

Lin Maomao didn't take it seriously at first, after all, she just said something casually.

However, immediately a bunch of attention-grabbing news popped up.

Lin Maomao was stunned, and then typed a sentence on the bullet screen: "Sister Hui, don't be like this, it's too obvious, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the boss will block us"

She was indeed a little scared. The boss said that he could eat his heat, and everyone usually used his songs as background music. She really didn't dare to say that she was from Tang Zhichu's company.

They were all afraid of a situation, oh, so Tang Zhichu, who is so awesome, is the boss of an Internet celebrity company?

not too good.

As a result, as soon as she came in today, Sister Hui had already started to blatantly rub it. No wonder so many people watched it, it was so scary.

Lin Maomao looked at the barrage, and many people @自己 also repeated what they said.

Suddenly, those extremely fast barrages were replaced with another format.

"@小唐 who can't sing."

It's all this barrage, mixed with some sugar gods with exclamation marks.

Lin Maomao was stunned: "Fuck, what do you mean?"

Nai Hui: "Don't make a fuss, the boss is in my studio."

It wasn't until this time that another small banner floated up.

Lin Lan sent a carnival*1!

Not to mention Lin Maomao, Naihui stared, and said angrily: "Xiao Lanxin, you are a clever little ghost! You are too timid!"

Apparently, Lin Lanxin waited until it seemed safe before giving the gift.

Lin Lan: "Hey! Welcome boss!"

This barrage was immediately submerged.

On the other side, Zhu Yiyang was eating lunch.

He has a small group. When he was playing in DY, several people used to brush a lot. When they chatted, they also had something in reality, so they played together, and this group was formed.

Of course, it is limited to playing on DY.

This small group has a lot on DY.

Suddenly a message popped up in the group, someone @自我.

Zhu Yiyang clicked in.

"@小祝父亲，brother, your idol has shown up in DY."

Zhu Yiyang was stunned, and then asked: "Don't be kidding, the Sugar God will show up in DY? Does he have such a free time?"

"Really, in a DY singer's live broadcast room."

"Singer? What's your name?"

"Nahui."

Zhu Yiyang put down his chopsticks, and then opened the DY.

He really didn't believe it, Tang Zhichu, he just broke up with the penguin after going through so much effort.

Don't do follow-up work well at this time, and still have time to play DY?

However, when she clicked on Naihui's live broadcast room, she froze.

The barrage can't be seen at all, it's too fast.

The number of viewers is directly [-]+, the exact number is unknown, and it will not be displayed if it exceeds [-].

"Is there a deep meaning?" Zhu Yiyang muttered.

In Zhu Yiyang's perception, Tang Zhichu never did simple things.

For example, in the movie he made, at first Zhu Yiyang thought it was just for fun.

In the end, after talking with his father, his father thought that movies might be Tang Zhichu's focus in the future.

So, you have to admire him.

"Who is this, so crazy?" Zhu Yiyang muttered again.

Because, there is a 50-level account named Yurong who has been using Carnival and has never stopped.

Zhu Yiyang looked at his account balance, so he also lit the carnival.

He thought very simply, Brother Tang can easily show up?
That must be a big praise for this female anchor, even he himself showed up, I paid hundreds of thousands, isn't it too much?
Is it too much?
It's really not too much.

Because, Zhu Yiyang found himself inconspicuous.

Other than the one named Yurong, there were others who also started brushing.

Naihui was down, and she waved her hands again and again: "Thank you sister Yurong, this is my sister, thank you for the gifts, you don't need to scan for gifts, this is a live broadcast room for singing, you can just say it if you want to listen to songs, such as this song I want to hear "Passing Through the World" right, so I'll sing it for you!"

Xiao Tang, who can't sing: "@小祝 who only knows how to cook, why are you here to join in the fun."

Xiao Zhu who can only cook: "@不能唱歌的小唐, hehe, brother Tang, if I don't give Huihui the coins I left, I will give them to others. It's okay, Xiaoqian."

The audience also understands very well that when the boss talks, they are afraid that the listener will not see it, so they copy whoever speaks and swipe the screen directly.

Anyway, it's just to join in the fun.

When Zhu Yiyang said this, it was like a signal.

Small money?

Arrogant.

Acting as if "my" money is big money, who do you look down on?
As a result, Carnival began to refresh the screen.

Among the many accounts for swiping gifts, suddenly familiar people began to appear.

Luo Xiujie sent a carnival*3!

Sig sends out Carnival*6!

Tang Zhichu himself was half lying on the sofa, so he had to sit up.

He also muttered, what kind of nerves are these people.

It's just boring to brush DY, why not join in the fun.

Tang Zhichu couldn't sit still until a banner floated up.

Shen Jianxin sent a hot air balloon*1!

Tang Zhichu was overjoyed, and typed: "You guys are sick, Naihui, you can download the broadcast, the broadcast will come to the company, and the song will be recorded in the evening."

In the live broadcast room, Naihui clasped her hands together, already sweating profusely, and said carefully not to give it away, but you have to thank her again.

She's already taken cover several times with fake barrage.

It was okay at the beginning, but those high-level gifts and the boss was there, so it proved to be no problem, as long as I was polite and generous.

Later, there were celebrities and entertainers coming over, so Naihui felt a little vain.

After seeing Tang Zhichu's news, he was relieved: "Thank you! Thank you! The boss has spoken, I have to run away, thank you, thank you boss!"

The live broadcast room went black.

Tang Zhichu shook his head, and the phone started to vibrate.

Pick it up and look at Su Qingzhuo's WeChat.

"What plane are you flying?"

Tang Zhichu: "It's okay, I'm just bored and playing DY, who knows that there are so many people joining in the fun."

Su Qingzhuo: "Versailles, right? The technical department told me twice. In order to stabilize the live broadcast room, they made two technical adjustments. Can you tell me when you are bored?"

Tang Zhichu: "Sister Su, I'm bored!"

Su Qingzhuo: "Be serious, I watched the movie, and there is something about it. No wonder I heard that Zhu Kaitai has gone to Shudu, and Zhu Yang will act in the whole movie alone. It's okay, you don't have any technical content in this licking." , really rough."

Tang Zhichu: "."

Su Qingzhuo: "I know what you are going to do even if you don't tell me. Don't worry, I have given you several reports at high-level meetings. The whole group will support you with tilted traffic. Don't lose the chain and fight for my sister."

Tang Zhichu knew that Su Qingzhuo would find him.

How can an ordinary live broadcast room accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Thinking of the previous events, Tang Zhichu couldn't help feeling his scalp go numb.

I am also sick, why should I show my face in the live broadcast room.

Tang Zhichu opened DY, and DY also has a group. Almost every anchor has his own fan group, and the big anchor may have dozens of groups.

Tang Zhichu also had it, it was done by his predecessor in his memory.

Many bosses who ordered him to sing are in that group.

If it is normal, just pretend to be busy, you can ignore it.

Just now, several of those who brushed the carnival had an impression.

After thinking about it, I realized, isn't that the bosses who ordered "I" to sing before?

Tang Zhichu had no choice but to bite the bullet and click into DY's group.

"Really showing up?"

"Yeah, sister Yurong paid almost 60 yuan."

"I missed it, the live broadcast room was closed when I knew about it."

"Who would have thought that the little singer who sang to us every day became a big star in the blink of an eye."

"I really like him. Don't look at the outside reports about how good he is. We know what he was like at the beginning, and he stuttered when he spoke. I don't know how much he has endured behind this step. I feel very distressed."

"I still remember asking him to sing for the first time. With the same title, he sang another song. Seeing that he sang well, I asked him to finish the song. After knowing that he sang it wrong, he insisted on singing it for me again without money. , because of this matter, he almost offended the department manager."

"Hey, time is gone forever, Sister Shanshan is no longer bubbling, Xiao Tangtang has become a big star, and Sister Yurong comes out occasionally, I miss it so much."

"Sure, his parents are divorced, and he was with his father, but his father passed away again. Sister Yurong asked us to watch the videos last time and told her. I didn't know what Sister Yurong was going to do at the beginning. It turns out that Spend money to get people who post these videos to stop."

"Sister Yurong has done this?"

"Well, I also know that there is a person who is very shameless. He changed four accounts to post the video of Xiao Tang Tang's father's funeral. Sister Yurong transferred money to him four times, all from the same account. Later, he himself Sorry, I just deleted those videos."

"I'm very happy and proud, but it's a pity, it's a pity that I will never hear him sing for me alone again."

"Hahaha, I feel very inspirational. I also watched the live broadcast just now. It turns out that he is the boss of Zheguang Culture. I like him for nothing. I am so proud!"

"That's for sure. I actually clicked on him two or three times, but I knew he would be great in the future, but I didn't expect him to take off so soon."

"I'm so miserable. I ordered it once, and then he never appeared in the karaoke hall again. I searched for a long time, and finally joined this group."

"Hahaha, sister, is it possible that this is also a kind of luck?"

"That's true. A group of bosses have become the support club that supports him the most. It's amazing to think about it."

Tang Zhichu didn't froze. Looking at these chat records, he slowly leaned on the sofa, feeling more and more warm in his heart.

Some memories are starting to clear up.

As if remembering something, Tang Zhichu clicked on the chat history with that DY named Yurong.

There are two unread messages, spanning more than a month.

Article [-]: "Shanshan has gone abroad."

Number two: "I'm married."

For some reason, Tang Zhichu suddenly had a sore nose, and clicked on the chat history with that Shanshan.

There is also an unread message.

"I met Yurong's mother. I'm leaving. Don't worry. I'll be fine, and you'll be fine too. Can you sing to her more in the future? I love you, little Tangtang~"

Tang Zhichu sighed slightly.

In his memory, on DY, the happy time belonging to "myself" was mostly brought to him by his two sisters, Yurong and Shanshan.

As long as you go to the karaoke hall to sing, you can see them every day.

Things in the world are always intentional and difficult to settle.

"Sister Yurong, please send me your WeChat ID." Tang Zhichu replied with a message.

Soon, the message came back.

"No, my sister is rich. What I do is what I like, and it has nothing to do with you."

Tang Zhichu smiled, and replied: "It's still that arrogant sister Yurong, well, then I won't add it, but I will let you break the defense again."

"You let the horse come here."

Tang Zhichu put down his phone and went out.

Next door, Zhou Yun was arranging the next work plan, when he looked up, he saw Tang Zhichu coming in.

"Play those three songs first, and let Naihui sing this one." Tang Zhichu handed Zhou Yun another USB flash drive.

Zhou Yun's eyes lit up: "Hey, cow, haven't you been drained yet? What about the three songs? I'll keep them?"

Tang Zhichu nodded and said, "You can keep it, you can make the arrangement yourself."

(End of this chapter)